The Kingdom of Alabastan, like a pearl in the desert, floats in a sea of sand and shines in the sun.

However, while this beauty attracted her countless admiring eyes, it also attracted her the covetousness of ill-intentioned people.

Today, the state of Alabastan has become very prosperous, and it is the merchants, bounty hunters, and even pirates who come and go through the ports.

Today, at the age of twenty, Edward Newgate set foot on this beautiful land for the first time.

At this moment, the gears of fate began to turn.

"It really is a country built on the desert," exclaimed young Newgate, "and this is indeed a magical land, do you say, Haoli?"

"Howe~"

The purple-skinned, lizard-faced elf answered, and their strong, powerful arms dragged their boat into the docks.

"Wow, it's really good, the streets are so lively, there are no troublemakers, and the people who live here are so happy. Newgate said happily as he looked at the crowd coming and going on the street.

"Of course, our life here is like in heaven," said an old man who heard Newgate's words on the side of the road, "and the people here are very simple, and we all live a life of no shutting down and never closing our doors, not to mention pirates and robbers, not even thieves and hooligans." ”

However, before he could finish this sentence, the old man was slapped in the face.

"Ahh

A woman's cry for help came, Newgate was startled, and he didn't even bother to make up for the old man, so the kind and enthusiastic Newgate hurriedly ran towards the place where the cry for help came.

―――――――― slap in the face or something is a traditional Alabastan region―――――――

On the street not far away, a group of young people dressed as delinquent teenagers surrounded a little girl, the poor little girl looked only about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a pale white dress, and she looked very beautiful, looking at her current appearance, it was obvious that she was harassed by a group of hooligans.

"Help!"

"Haha, chick, stop screaming," the little thug at the head smiled and put his hand on the little girl's chin, "even if you cut your throat, no one will save you." ”

Just as the little girl was hesitating whether to try to scream "cut her throat" to see if "no one" would come to save her, a voice came.

"Stop, let go of that girl!"

Look, slapping the face is indeed a local tradition in Alabastan.

"Oh, who dares to spoil Uncle Ben's good deeds?" the bad young man who was slapped in the face was obviously very unhappy.

"Hmph, in broad daylight, you still dare to openly tease a little girl, is there any royal law?" The young man who slapped his face also looked unhappy.

"Wang Fa?hahahaha," Hearing the words of the young man who slapped his face, the bad young man laughed, "Here, I am Wang Fa!"

"What did you say?" The young man who slapped his face was instantly angry, glaring at the other party fiercely, if the eyes can kill people・・・・・・ I can only say, young man, you think too much.

"What's the matter? Don't you accept it?" The bad young man laughed even more rampantly when he saw the angry look of the young man who slapped his face, "If you don't accept it, why are you here to beat me!"

You have lived here for so many years, and you still don't know the traditions here.

Sure enough・・・・・・

"Bang!"

A brick smashed into the face of the bad youth, and after the face slapping youth, the face slapping youth No. 2 appeared again.

So, it's tradition, tradition!

"Hey, Roo, you're too fast, aren't you?" The face-slapping youth seemed to be very dissatisfied with the monster-stealing behavior of the face-slapping youth No. 2, "People obviously invited me, of course I have to fight it." ”

The young man who slaps his face is good to make up for the knife!

"Hehe," the face-slapping young man No. 2 Luo Ou smiled unconsciously, "I'm sorry, boss, my hand slipped a little." ”

The second young man who slapped his face is so mocking!

In an instant, all the hatred of the bad youth league was concentrated on Luo O.

"Damn, you dare to look down on me, little ones, give it to me!" The bad young man who was slapped in the face twice in a row was completely angry, and with a wave of his hand, the little brothers all rushed forward.

"Haha, that's a good time!" Roo threw out the Poké Ball, "Come on, big wolfdog, give me a hard beating of these scum!"

"Whew!"

A big dog with long black hair, which looked very majestic and fierce, jumped out and yelled at the elves of the bad young people, startling the group of elves to retreat one after another.

If Al had been here, there would have been a sound like "Boom wolfhound, bite elf, coyote evolved", but Al wasn't here now, no, he wasn't born yet.

"Haha, you scum, prepare to die!"

"Damn, you dare to call us scum!"

"That's right, we should all be trash fish!"

"Yes, it's trash fish, one level higher than the dregs!"

"Resolutely resist the guy who treats trash fish as scum!"

"・・・・・・" for a while, Luo Ou was speechless.

Under the command of the delinquent young brothers, the motley elves rushed towards the big wolfhounds, and they were Little Lada, Lada, Pangolin, Mary Lou, Mary Luli, Detective Mouse, and Sentry Mouse・・・・・・

"Hmph, a bunch of rats!" Luo Ou laughed coldly twice, "Big wolf dog, give me a trick billions of shockwaves to kill them!"

The big wolf dog howled, and with purple light on its body, it rushed towards a bunch of large and small mice.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Under the collision of the big wolfdog, all the rats fell.

Well, that's called a dog with a mouse・・・・・・

"Nosy. The young man who slapped his face complained in a low voice, but he was not really angry, he was just a little dissatisfied that the hard-won opportunity to play was snatched away.

"You guys, don't be too complacent!" the bad young boss turned pale and shouted inwardly, "Come out, King of the Mountain!"

A large yellow rat in brown armor jumped out and waved its sharp forelimbs at the wolfhound, which looked quite imposing, but ・・・・・・

“boom！”

The big wolfhound struck a destructive death light, knocking them away with the people and elves.

"I'll definitely be back!"

"Isn't it supposed to be a 'nasty feeling'?"

"Forget it, whatever. ”